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The Fabio Poems

by James W. Harris

 

"If you think I'm gay, then you won't mind if I date your wife."  -- Fabio

I wrote the following poems mostly for the Usenet Fabio fan group, alt.fan.fabio. There are other great Fabio poems up there too, including some stellar stuff by my fellow Fabio fans Chuck Barber and Steve Smith. Check out the dejanews archives and find 'em.

A lot of people hate Fabio, just because he's so cool, so good-looking, so unfailingly polite and generous, so talented, and because he is utter catnip to millions of women and he's rich and he basically has the world on a string. Plus, he has his own fragrance! But those are some of the reasons I admire him. Most people's lives are petty and pathetic compared to his. Fabio is cool! Fabio lives big. Fabio is much needed in a sick neurotic world that deprecates beauty, masculinity, manners and romance.

I was winner of both the "1995 Fabio Motto Contest" and the "1996 GOP Presidential Primaries Fabio Analysis Essay Contest" held at alt.fan.fabio, and I've also included below my winning essay. Also, near the end, a short reflection on "Fabiology," some replies to anti-Fabioist forces, and a few other items.

Some of my Fabio poems were published in the wonderful literary magazine The Wicked. Others were published in the online magazine Auricular Immersion Media (http://www.auricular.com/AIM/) -- click on Archives, then Features. Thank you!

Some of these are upbeat, some silly, some serious. Some are kind of scary (I have been told that all of them are "scary"), some are songs, some are nonsense.

Some savvy publisher or patron of the arts should collect these into a book or chapbook, illustrate it with Fabio photos, and make us both rich! Any takers?

Hang on for some Fabio-lous verse!

-- James W. Harris

PS: A few explanatory remarks:

"Better than butter" was a famous line in the great "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter" margarine ads Fabio starred in.

"The Topaz Man" was a Fabio imitator who appeared on loads of romance novels published by Topaz books.

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The Fabio Way

Some people live their lives in the gutter
It's sad, but it is so.
But we cover our meals with something "Better Than Butter"
And think of Fabio!

True, a butterfly flaps his wing in Tobago
And causes a hurricane or a tornado.
But we'll laugh for today and face our tomorrows
With a Fabio-lous lust-for-life that banishes our sorrows!
 
So here's a toast to our old friend Fate
Whether the hour's early or whether it be late,
We'll live our lives in the grand Fabio style,
With a hearty wholesomeness and with daredevil smiles,
We'll live life fully and to the world say:
"Our lives are 'Better than Butter!' -- in every way!!!"
 
We'll live life fully, and to the world say:
"Our lives are 'Better than Butter!" -- in every way!!!"

(published in Auricular Immersion Media)
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WE WALK WITH FABIO
 
Sometimes we all get tired, and would like to pack it in,
But then we think of one man, who is more to us than a friend:
Yes, FABIO! Of course,' tis him, who else could I mean?
We think of him then draw courage to continue in our own scene.
 
We walk with our friend Fabio down the lonely streets of life
Where often one encounters violence, ugliness and strife.
But we know that we can rise above it all and show the world,
Because we march 'neath the Flag of Fabio, its banner proudly unfurled!
 
Yes, Fabio can move through time in different books and covers,
And Fabio shows us we can be ideal romantic lovers.
The world becomes a brighter happiness when with love infused,
We think of Fabulous Fabio -- and we become unconfused.
 
Our world is now glowing with honor, with glory and love
Because we draw from Fabio, when push comes to shove!
Thank you Fabio, for giving us love, joy and fun:
Because of you we march hand-in-hand, together, as one!
  _______________________________

Fabio Astrology

(Written in response to Usenet spam on alt.fan.fabio)

An Internet astrologer offers a free horoscope,
But I am afraid I will have to say, "Nope."
Because there is only one star that I know
That projects human possibilities: FABIO!
 
Fabio beams light across this world,
His fans gather 'neath his banner unfurled,
To bask in the glow of this outstanding personality
Who transcends race, culture, or nationality.
 
Fabio's message requires no astrological charts,
His message is clear to all with pure hearts:,
Romance, adventure, good manners, manliness!
He challenges us to aspire to nothing less.
 
So I care not what the stars may have to say
To those who cast horoscopes to predict the day.
In the Spirit of Fabio, I will seize the hour!
From his message I gather the strength and the power!
 
In the Spirit of Fabio, I will seize the hour!
From his message I gather the strength and the power!
 _______________________________

Seize This Fabio-lous Day!
 
Get up early and watch the sun rise!
It's a Fab, Fabiolous world!
Get outside and take a deep breath!
It's a wild, thrill-a-minute Fabiolous world!
 
A world where action and adventure await
So go on outside, don't wait and be late!
Grow your hair long until it's a fabiolous mane,
Expand your pecs and exercise your brain!
 
Don't let the world step all over you --
Instead, stride across its globular shape,
Confident that you are the Being of the Hour
Ready to seize fickle Destiny by its demanding nape!
 
Yes, it's a Fab, Fabiolous day
For those who can see the light!
It's a Fab, Fabioulous Day:
Go on, get out there and do it right!

 _______________________________

 If Fabio Were A Car...

If Fabio were a car, I'd drive it!
I'd trust the engine was the very best.
I'd be certain that the steering system was
The best with which a car could be blest.
 
If Fabio were a soft drink, I'd guzzle it!
A sure refreshing way to cool a summer's thirst.
The carbonated bubbles and all-natural ingredients
Would inspire me to challenge dryness: "Do your worst!"
 
If Fabio were a guitar, I'd play it!
Beautiful music would emerge from the taut wired strings.
Even unskilled fingers could produce a melody
That would put to shame those that birds presently sing.
 
If Fabio were a house, I'd live in it!
Surrounded by a moat and luxury.
It would not be a mere house, but a wonderful home
That would leave the soulless rich in mortal envy!
 
But Fabio is not a car or soda
Or guitar or house, 'tis plain to see!
But Fabio is... Fabio!
And that is more than enough for me!
            
  _______________________________

Would You Be Like Fabio?

Would you be like Fabio?
First of all, let all your preconceptions go!
Look about and start getting wise to
The limiting concepts with which society tries to control you!
 
Shrug off the rule of other men!
Instead, listen to that voice within!
Realize you are Master of your own Destiny,
That you can conquer whatever your mind can see.
 
Respect your body, build your muscles and brawn,
Reject all suggestions you be somebody's pawn!
Build your mind -- read, study and learn,
Don't be afraid to let the midnight oil burn!
 
Write your own visions, offer them to the world!
March under your own banner, proudly unfurled.
Keep a great sense of humor -- don't become a snob,
And don't give in to the whims of the mob.
 
Do these things, and people will sense within you
A powerful magnetic strength which will draw them to you.
You will find you exceed your wildest expectations,
You may even end up on book covers in many nations!
 
There is only one Fabio -- no need for pale imitations!
But the lesson of Fabio is: challenge your self-imposed limitations!
Become the best *you* that you can be,
And -- like Fabio -- you will be something special to see!
 _______________________________

Go-Go Fabio!
 
Drivin' down in a sharp sports car,
Hey, it's Fabio!
With a beautiful and wise woman at his side,
Go, Fabio, Go!
 
Dancin' at the local disco,
Look, it's Fabio!
Shake it baby for all the world to see --
Fabio, Go-Go-Go!
 
(chorus)
Go go!
Go go!
Go go Fabio!
 
Go go!
Go go!
Go go Fabio!
 
In front of a mind-blowing stereo set,
Man, it's Fabio!
Eating delicious chick-peas from a table perfectly set,
Yeah, it's Fabio -- Fabio!
 
Hey, ho, it's Fabio, it's Fabio!
Hey, ho, it's Fabio -- it's........ FABIO!
                                    
  _______________________________

 Put Fabio in the Presidential Debates!
 
Put Fabio in the Presidential Debates!
He need say nothing, it doesn't matter.
His mere silent presence would speak noble volumes,
Contrasted with Dole and Clinton's banal natter.
 
Put Fabio in the Presidential Debates!
Let the nation ring with our call!
If the voters could only have that choice,
We'd have a Fabio-lous President this Fall!
 
 _______________________________ 
 

I Think of Fabio
 
In the trees
There comes a breeze
The wind starts to blow
I think of Fabio.
 
In the night
The windows shut tight
The moon shines bright
I think of Fabio
 
During the work day
I miss what others say
My thoughts often stray
I think of Fabio
 
While I'm skiing
And swimmers are fleeing,
And lifeguards cry out at what they're seeing,
I think of Fabio
 
While I'm driving,
Cars leaving and arriving,
Babies born, old people dying,
I think of Fabio
 
While I'm sleeping
Taxicabs are beeping
Creeps are creeping
I think of Fabio
 
While baseball teams play
Day after day
Chasing glory and big pay,
I think of Fabio.
 
While schoolchildren learn
And firebugs burn
And cultured people discern
I think of Fabio.
 
While soldiers bayonet
Young children with regret
Then sidestep blood so wet,
I think of Fabio.
 
While policeman crack some skulls
And bakers bake some crulls
And bores give me the dulls,
I think of Fabio.
 
While astronauts float in space
And private detectives trace
And ministers say grace,
I think of Fabio.
 
All the hurry on this spinning globe,
Amounts to no more than the twitching of an earlobe
In the eternal plan of things, so:
I think of........ Fabio.
                                
 _______________________________

Mackadack A Boodle-o -- Fabio!
 
Mackadack a boodle-o!
Fabio!
Doodle-whop a benzigo!
Fabio!
Gangalanga zindaygo!
Fabio!
Fabio, oh, Fabio!
  
Booolamarkey malagar!
Fabio!
Goonagay ah spiter-ah!
Fabio!
Ding-dang a whimmer-whang!
Fabio!
Fabio, oh Fabio!
 
Fabio! Fabio!
Fabio, oh Fabio!
Moolawathchee malawick!
Fabio!
Fabio, oh Fabio!
 
published in Auricular Immersion Media
published in The WIcked, Fall 1996
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Take A Walk With Fabio

Take a walk with Fabio.
Don't pack your bags, just get up and go.
Wipe the slate clean in your mind,
You're just a camera -- leave preconceptions behind.
 
Flags and nations and borders and races
Dissolve into a single Place of all places
It is there, that Place, that you will go,
When you take a walk with Fabio.
 
Tom Jones croons in the nightclub,
The aged women like to see him shake,
Allen Ginsberg howls to a room of old men,
A famed painter sells an "authentic fake."
 
A luminous leader of a leading nation
Is hailed as an international sensation
For an act of trans-global butchery.
He killed millions, he shouts, to set those same millions free.
 
And in the forgotten harbor,
Down a rotting pier,
Three old men chat earnestly
About a world long since disappeared.
 
We've just started; but tell Fabio to wait, as you pass
A mirror; then look long into that reflecting glass.
Think what your gaze rests upon,
And decide then if you still want to go on.
 
published in Auricular Immersion Media 
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Fabio Caged
 
Step right up, ladies and gents!
Take a peek inside these sideshow tents!
For you will see the greatest of all our shows:
The magnificent man called Fabio!
 
Alive! Real! He's on our stage!
We've trapped him in a cast-iron cage!
Caught him running wild on the Island of Bongo,
Just a few miles from the shore of the Congo!
 
His magnificent mane is caked by dust, it's true!
But we've captured him here, alive! For you!
For all to see, to wonder, to stare --
Step right up and peek -- if you dare!
 
Fabio caged! Fabio chained!
Throw rocks if you will, we don't care if he's brained!
Pay your money and get your kicks as you please!
Forget that he's human! Just get your sick release!
 
Laugh at him, mock him, despise him -- you must!
Satisfy that emptiness in you which is stronger than lust!
For he reminds us all of what we could be if we strived
And so we feel inadequate as long as he's alive!
 
So come with your insults and rocks and implements!
Bring them in here, into our sideshow tents!
Sneer and jeer and spit and bray --
It will make you feel better! So do it today!!!
 
Fabio caged! Alive! Real!
We know how inconsequential he makes you feel!
So come on in with your shouts and your stones!
Don't worry, my friends -- you'll not be alone!

published in Auricular Immersion Media
Published in The Wicked magazine

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You're Not Fabio!

You may be a Victorian scholar --
But you're not Fabio!
You may be the world's greatest pig caller --
But you're not Fabio!
 
You may be top weatherman on a TV station --
But you're not Fabio!
You might be the best secretary in all creation --
But you're not Fabio!
 
No, you're not Fabio! You're not Fabio!
Wherever you may go, it is important that you know
That you're not Fabio!
 
You may be the headlining star of a county fair --
But you're not Fabio!
You may be a train conductor, riding everywhere --
But you're not Fabio!
 
Oh, be happy with who you are,
Even though you're not Fabio!
But even if you drive a fantastic new car,
You are not -- not! -- Fabio!
 
No!

published in Auricular Immersion Media
published in The Wicked magazine

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Waitin' For Fabio!
 
I'm... waitin' for Fabio!
I've got no place else to go!
Jet over to Italy or set down in New York,
Eat chickpeas and "better than butter" with my fork,
Cause I'm waitin',
Waitin' for Fabio!
 
Is he sitting home at poolside
Writing another great book?
Or traveling around the USA
To give his fans another look?
Wherever he's going, that's where I'll be
Look for Fabio and you'll also see me!
Cause I'm waitin',
Waiting for Fabio!
 
Here he comes now,
The breeze tosses his famous hair!
It's like he's from another world, though also with us somehow!
He waves his hand in greeting, the crowd goes wild, oh boy!,
They holler and they shout and some even faint with joy!
Cause they're waitin',
Waitin' for Fabio!
Cause they're waitin'
Waiting for Fabio
Cause we're ALL waitin'
Waitin' for Fabio
Waitin' waitin' waitin'
Waiting for --
FAAAA
BIIIIIII
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

published in Auricular Immersion Media 

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Darkness, then -- LIGHT!
  
The light of the sun
Shines down upon
Fabio,
And for a moment, all else seems
Dark.
 
Then suddenly the world seems ablaze
With a light that amazes,
Like a huge forest-fire set by a single
Spark.
 _______________________________ 
 
Doin' The Fabio
       (song)

It's the great new dance that's going around,
It's the greatest thing ever seen in this town!
It's the new sensation of the disco nation,
Everybody's doin' the --- FABIO!
 
(chorus)
Do the Fabio, yeah, yeah,
Do the Fabio -- it's Fab, Fab!
Do the Fabio, yeah, yeah,
Do the Fabio, baby, yeah yeah yeah!
 
Drive your great car around metropolitan streets
Lean back and enjoy the plush velvet seats!
Wave at the women who stare and shout --
Now you know what bein' Fabio's all about!
 
Do the Fabio, yeah, yeah,
Do the Fabio -- it's Fab! Fab!
Do the Fabio, yeah, yeah,
Do the Fabio, baby, yeah yeah yeah!
 
Make a stop at a local mall or bar,
Doesn't matter where you go, you're always a star!
Your picture painted on books everywhere,
Everybody knows that mane of hair!
 
Do the Fabio, yeah, yeah,
Do the Fabio -- it's Fab! Fab!
Do the Fabio, yeah, yeah,
Do the Fabio, baby, unh-huh-huh!
 
Astride the world we do anything we want,
We've got so much we don't have to flaunt!
Travel through the centuries through the magic of books,
We've got it all -- brains, money, good looks!
 
Do the Fabio, yeah yeah,
Do the Fabio -- it's Fab! Fab!
Do the Fabio, yeah yeah yeah,
Do the Fabio baby -- yeah yeah yeah!
Do the Fabio baby -- yeah yeah yeah!
Do the Fabio!
Do the
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA --
BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII --
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
 
Yeah yeah yeah!
  _______________________________
 

The Day I Went To Fabio Land
  
I went to Fabio Land, I did,
For a long overdue vacation!
I met many Fabio-lous Fabio Fans
>From all the world's great nations!
 
I rode the Fabio Monorail
And saw the Fabiolous acres from high above!
I wandered through the great Exhibits Hall
And explored the Fabio Tunnel of Love!
 
I saw the incredible original paintings
Upon which the famous book covers are based.
I toured the Frederick's of Hollywood Lingerie Museum
And saw Fabio's favorite wisps of lace!
 
I breathed the clean pure air of freedom,
Felt my spirits lift and soar!
There was no way I could see it all in just days --
I knew I'd be back for more and more!
 
-- and then with a start, I awoke! In my bed!
Yes, it had all just been... a dream, a mental flirt.
But then I stared down and saw with a shock I was wearing --
A "Fabio Land" souvenir T-Shirt!!!
 _______________________________  
 

Just An Evil, Stupid Man (The Fabio Mask)
 
He bought a Fabio mask,
And he bought a Fabio wig,
He was just a sleazebag still,
But he was feeling pretty big.
 
He jacked a car
And hit the road
He stole a gun
And off he rode.
 
He robbed a string
Of lonely gas stations.
He was planning to rob
His way across the nation.
 
He listened to music
Extolling Satan's teachings.
The beat drove him mad,
He was beyond all hope of reaching
 
"The Fabio Bandit"
He was first dubbed,
Then "The Killer Fabio"
As more lives out he rubbed.
 
When he got hungry,
He picked up hitchhikers
And barbequed them and ate them.
He ran over innocent bikers.
 
"The Fabio Monster!"
The headlines screamed.
Still he went on his quest,
Nothing could stop him, it seemed.
 
He smoked crack while he drove,
And drank whiskey and gin.
He had intercourse with prostitutes,
And killed again and again.
 
He never took off, even for sleeping,
His Fabio mask,
Wearing it while performing
Each and every evil task.
 
But one day as he stopped
To kill again once more,
The mask got caught
In a liquor store door.
 
It trapped him there, helpless,
And the manager was able to get his gun,
He filled him full of lead,
And the "Fabio Horror" was quickly undone.
 
He was just an evil stupid man,
Not equal to the task
Of meeting life's demands.
He thought a simple mask
Would give him the courage to succeed
In a sometimes difficult world.
But he ended up bleeding out his guts
On a liquor store floor,
Drowning in his own gore,
Now nothing anymore,
Living and dying by the gun's roar,
His life ruined forevermore,
Posting a losing tally on life's Eternal score,
Allowing the corruption of his sacred inner core,
Choosing Life's "Loser" door.
10-4.
_______________________________
 

Fabio Mystery Mission
 
The phone rings.
It's Fabio.
Says: "I'm on my way."
Me: "I'm ready to go."
 
Picks me up
In his incredible car.
Blindfolds me.
Drives away someplace far.
 
Many hour pass.
He stops, leads me out.
I am packed into a crate.
It is locked -- cannot get out.
 
Crate is carried roughly
Then thrown into water -- feel it sink. .
Seems to fall for hours.
Finally hits bottom with a clink.
 
Breathe slowly, conserving air.
Hours pass, time moves so slow.
Suddenly the crate is raised and
Out of the water I go.
 
Crate is pried open.
A silent swarthy man
Pushes a single dollar bill
Into my surprised hand.
 
He departs by motorbike.
I am left alone
In a wooded, swampy field at midnight
In a place to me unknown.
 
Fight my way through
Thick muddy terrain.
Come to a road,
Then hear a plane.
 
Look overhead
A man leaps out into the sky.
Heading towards me,
I hide behind a tree and spy.
 
The figure lands --
It's Fabio!
With relief I step out,
Wave to him my hello.
 
"Did you get anything?"
He asks, with eager eyes.
I hand him the dollar bill.
He takes it, gasps in surprise.
 
He stares at a handwritten number
Scrawled there on the bill.
A look crosses his handsome features
That gives me a awful chill.
 
Then he relaxes his expression.,
He assumes a smile.
"Well, you've done your part," he says,
"And gone the extra mile."
 
He claps me on the back.
"Well done!" he exclaims.
Then we walk a couple of miles
And enter his landed airplane.
 
No more words are exchanged.
There are things it's best that I
Know nothing at all about.
I know that's so, but not why.
 
And now it's two weeks later and
I glance at the phone quite frequently,
Wondering when Fabio will next call,
And what this time he'll ask of me?
_______________________________
 

Fabio Flowers

One day I went out to my garden
And was  astonished at what I found!
A bevy of beautiful Fabio Flowers
Growing right out of my ground!

One was Red like a rose, the deep red of blood,
It evoked images of  love and romance.
I sniffed its strong and fragrant scent,
My soul leaped to sudden dance..

One was Yellow, as bold and bright as the sun!
It shouted its presence to the sky!
It looked so brash and confident --
And, I thought to myself, so should I!

One was Green and filled to bursting with
Thick sap, life's elemental stuff!
One was Blue, a blue as pure and deep
As the sea resting, curled 'round a bluff.

Oh, there was Orange and Maroon and a garish Pink
And so many more I could hardly think,
Each with its own story to tell,
Each with a message as pure as a bell,
I drank them in through senses new-stirred
Until I had traveled beyond the confines of words
And could only feel blessed that I had found
Part of Fabio growing out of my ground!

Oh now, some ask me, as people will:
"Sir, how does your garden grow?"
I say to them, with smile both friendly and bold:
"In the form of.... Fabio!
"Yes, in the form of... Fabio!"
 _______________________________
 

Happy Fabio New Year!
 
It's a New Year!
Let us all cheer!
The slate is wiped clear!
The New Year is here!
 
Remember Fabio!
(You couldn't forget, I know!)
Let us, in our lives, show
That like him we can grow!
 
Let us eschew the bad
And be grateful for all we've had
And be generous and polite
And not fear to join the good fight!
 
Grab a loved one and dance!
Fill your life with love and romance!
You can do it -- you know how!
Don't let a moment slide by -- do something NOW!
 
Great deeds await you to be done,
A world of pleasures invites you to have fun!
Don't on your laurels rest,
But go out and -- like Fabio -- make this year the BEST!
 
A Happy Fabio New Year to you all!!!
 _______________________________
 

A Fabio Monster Halloween Party!
 
Dracula and the Wolfman threw a Halloween party,
They invited Frankenstein and Joseph McCarthy.
The Mummy was there, straight from old Cairo
And Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde were doin' the Limbo!
 
The Thing noticed that Dracula looked a little glum.
Said Dracula: "We invited Fabio, but we don't think he'll come..."
Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door, and lo:
All the monsters cried out: "Hey, it's -- Fabio!!!"
 
"Hello guys and ghouls! Thanks for the in-vite!
"I always wanted to party in Count Dracula's House of Fright!
He dazzled them with a smile, and then said the King of Romance:
"Hey, I thought this was a party -- so, let's dance!"
 
He grabbed Vampira by her tentacles and they did the Fright Frug,
Then he did the Mashed Potato with a giant potato bug!
The monsters backed away and gave Fabio the floor!
He did the Spooky Oooky -- they were begging for more!
 
Finally Fabio stopped dancing and said, "Now I'll have a drink or two!"
The Robot Monster gave him a wicked green bubbling brew!
He drank it down with gusto and said, "That's a great Halloween drink!"
He didn't bat an eye when it turned his long hair pink!
 
He ate a firecracker for an appetizer and munched a buncha tacks!
Even the Rat Fink was fumbuggled at his aplomb with these snacks!
The Ghoul gave him a plate full of old chalkboard erasers,
Fabio washed them all down with Clorox Bleach chasers!
 
Suddenly the night was pierced by an awful screaming sound!
"Ah, that's my old friend the Invisible Maniac! I haven't seen him around!
"But I guess no one else has, either," Fabio said.
"Because it's sort of hard to see -- the Invisible Dead!"
 
The monsters all laughed, and the night went on this way,
Til finally all too soon it was the break of day.
"I've got to split this scene," Count Dracula said, waving his cape.
"I guess I gotta go, too," said a disconsolate Bloody Ape.
 
One by one the monsters stood up, all looking kind of sad.
But Fabio said, "Hey guys, no reason to feel so bad!"
"If you'll all behave yourselves and leave the human race be,
"I'll come back next year -- and we'll have another great Horrorween Party!"
 
The monsters all cheered, and they all said they'd be good
So they could meet again next year, same time, same neighborhood.
So if you wonder why monsters never bother you, now you know:
It's yet another blessing for which you can thank -- FABIO!!!
 _______________________________

 Fabio: Romance and Morality

“I don’t believe in a movie
where the actors go totally naked,
because then there is no more
imagination. Besides, I think it
is kind of silly.”

 
         -- Fabio, National Enquirer,
October 10, page 17

 
Fabio thinks it would be “kind of silly”
To be in a film where he’d have to show his willie.
Fabio’s response would be “tut tut”
If some trash director asked him to bare his butt.
 
How true when he decries the loss of “imagination”
In the sordid bare-alls on the screens of this nation!
I’d frankly rather see less of Ms. Demi Moore,
And I think show-all skin flicks are a snore-all big bore.
 
Fabio knows what makes romance!
Imagination is the ingredient to enhance
A smoldering sensuous picture play of passion.
And The Fab doesn’t care if some say he’s “old fashion’d.”
 
Fabio may be the last romantic,
Alone in a world whose lust-loops have grown ever more frantic.
Perhaps our country will eventually mature and grow
To embrace the romantic morality of the one and only Fabio.

 _______________________________

FABIO GOOD, OTHERS BAD!

(Written in response to an anti-Fabio screed posted at alt.fan.fabio)

Fabio good,
Others bad!
Romance is great,
Much better than being sad!

Adventure and excitement,
Honest defense by wits and sword!
Much better (even if vicarious)
Than sitting around being bored!

Muscles, brains, hair that flies in the wind,
Smooth, tight buttocks that make all women grin!
A winning smile and a FABIO-lous name,
All puts the Topaz Man and other wannabees to shame!

White light that explodes illusions,
White heat that is a bolt to the dulled brain:
"Fabio good, others bad!"
Fabiology taken to it's natural domain!

"I will cast the lukewarm out of my mouth,"
So it is said that Jesus said.
A good shorthand version of that is:
Fabio good, others bad!

Destroy the illusions and limitations
A coercive conniving controlling society forces on you!
"Fabio good, others bad!"
Taken metaphorically, so true, so true!

 _______________________________

Does Fabio Look Like A Woman And Need A Haircut?

(In alt.fan.fabio, "Spam Lord" wrote: 
"Fabio Needs A Hair Cut And A Decent Shirt ... 
Fabio Looks Like A Woman And He Needs A Haircut")

I wrote the following in response.)

Dear Spam Lord,

Thank you for your opinion! You write with succinctness and
clarity, which are important values that many professional
writers have not mastered. For this, you are to be congratulated.

I respectfully must disagree, however, with your assessment.
As I sometimes do, I will express my view in verse.

Hope you enjoy!

Does Fabio Look Like A Woman And Need A Haircut?

I do not think that Fabio,
Looks like a woman in any way, no!
His build is clearly masculine,
And most women think his body looks quite divine!

Does Fabio need a haircut?
I do not at all agree.
Long hair on men is quite common
And has been so throughout history.

Many find long hair such as Fabio's
To be a manly way to wear it.
One does not have to be a Telly Savalas --
If you've got it, show it and share it!

Fabio's example is just one way of many
That one can look to express a manly way.
It is not what one wears, but how one bears
Oneself that shows that one is masculine, anyway!

 _______________________________

FABIO Q & A --  RESPONSES BY ME TO
VARIOUS USENET ANTI-FABIOISTS

Fabio shit! caca! crote! merde! sheiBe! smell like old fart
-- posted on alt.fan.fabio by "guy descheneaux"
Dear Mr. Descheneaux, 
Thank you for writing! Many of today's greatest writers, in 
order to portray the tumultuous times in which we live, must 
sometimes use strong language in order to do that! It is 
not that they are pornographers or are writing merely to 
disgust or to titillate, rather they are reflecting the world we 
-- and they -- live in. It is an literary device, very different and 
distinct from mere gutter-trash or crudity for it's own sake. 
I believe that this is what you are trying to accomplish. 
There is something of Henry Miller in your style, I 
think! Not to suggest that you are a pale imitator -- clearly 
your style is your own!
I hope you will pursue your thread of emotion here and 
share more with us. Let it all "hang out!" I can only speak 
for myself, but I would be glad to hear more! 
Sincerely, 
James W. Harris
 _______________________________
"Fabio Sucks"
Subject: fabio sucks 
Fabio`s a gay boy.His I.Q.is got to be single digit. He`s nothing but a 
poser. He can`t hold an intelligent conversion. Besides that,I think he 
has a undersized unit. He needs to get a life,just like anyone who would 
read this newsgroup. 
JAMES W. HARRIS ANSWER: 
Thank you, Fabio Hater, for your comments! Controversy is no stranger 
to this group, and you are to be commended for your frankness and your 
brevity! 
But let us examine your statements: 
1) Fabio is a gay boy. Indeed, he has much to be gay about! He is 
idolized by millions around the world, he is rich, he is revered as a 
fine gentleman, he has one of the world's greatest stereo systems, 
and so on. Hordes of beautiful women swarm about him. 
No wonder he is gay. And he brings much joy and delight to his fans, as well. 
2) His IQ cannot be single digit, for he would not be able to accomplish 
all that he does with such a low IQ. So here, the facts demonstrate that 
you are in error. 
3) He is far more than a poser, though, like you, I admire his accomplishments 
in this field -- indeed, he has probably posed for more book covers than 
any person in history! But he has written books, acted, produced exercise 
videos, entertained people in many varieties of forms. So he is much more than 
a poser. But as you read this group, you will learn more and more about the 
many talents of this great man. 
4) You are again in error when you state that he cannot hold an intelligent 
conversation. He has done so, publicly, many times. In fact, I saw a snippet 
of him on the Conen O'Brian talk show just last week, and he had the 
whole audience delighted by an anecdote he was telling. So again, you are 
hampered by a misconception. 
5.) He no doubt has many undersized units. Fabio is wealthy enough to afford 
many of the finest entertainment and recreational and labor saving devices, 
and miniaturization of such things is an ongoing technological process. Just 
think how computers, VCRs, radios and so on have shrunk over the years, 
particularly at the higher cost end. You are correct here. 
6) "Get A Life" was indeed a great show, and I recommend it as you do to 
all the readers of this great newsgroup. It starred the very funny Chris 
Elliot, now famous for potato chip commercials. (Notice how many of our 
greatest entertainment figures -- including FABIO himself -- add their 
presence to advertisements for products. Often the ads are better than 
the shows on which they air!)  Mr. Elliot has his own newsgroup -- check it out!
The show is not being aired anywhere, right now, but if "Get A Life" reruns  are ever shown again, no doubt 
there will be announcements and a big hubbub on the Chris Elliot fan newsgroup. 
Well, thank you, Mr. Fabio Hater (an unusual, if colorful name -- is it 
German?) for some gay remarks, some fascinating opinions, and some 
facts including some true ones! You have made a valuable contribution to the 
group, and I for one hope to see you here again! 
 _______________________________
 
>From: <ugh@CISPPP> 
>Subject: UGH 
> UGH 
JAMES W. HARRIS ANSWER:
Dear Mr. UGH, 
Thank you for entertaining us with a great puzzle-brain teaser 
about the FABIO-lous one! It took me a while, but then the answer 
clicked: 
U = Uniquely 
G = Grand 
H = Hero! 
What an "UGH" description of Fabio!
Thanks, and please continue to entertain us with more riddles and 
conundrums about Fabio! 
Sincerely, 
James Harris 
 _______________________________
>From: anonymous
>Subject: FABIO SUCKS 

>there. i just wanted to say that 
JAMES W. HARRIS ANSWERS: 
And so you did! And now I just want to say 
THANK YOU, MR. ANONYMOUS, for 
providing us with so entertaining and perplexing 
a conundrum. I have spent many 
hours with it, trying to break the code. Then suddenly it came 
to me! 
FABIO SUCKS = 
FABIO: 
S uperstar, 
U ndeniably 
C ool 
K ing of 
S ensuality 
How's that? I hope you will visit us again soon, with another 
tantalizing brain-teaser! 
Have a FABIO-lous day! 
-- James W. Harris

 _______________________________

          FABIOLOGY

QUESTION in al.fan.fabio:

So James what's the scoop on you and Fabio. Big fan? Ever met him. Fill me in.

ANSWER BY JAMES W. HARRIS:

Thank you for asking! You have asked a question that cannot be answered economically, in a few lines. But I will take a stab at it.

I have never met Fabio, but I certainly hope that I am destined to one day. I have been an admirer of his for many years. I have watched his career rise, from unknown book cover model to book cover model
superstar, best-selling author of novels that express positive values, television superstar, video superstar, and so on. And Fabio's destiny is just beginning to rocket into the stratosphere, I feel!

Indeed, Fabio's superstardom is far deeper than any one of his activities. There are many stars famous for writing books, or acting, or modeling, or romance, or commercials, or calendars, and so on ad infinitum. But Fabio excels in all this areas and more! He has risen above mere success and stardom to become a larger-than-life icon.

And what does he symbolize? Adventure! Romance! Courage! Good humor! Good manners! Drama! Freedom! Excitement! A Positive Outlook! And more! Values tragically in danger of being lost in our modern, cynical age. And he does all this with a refreshing good humor, sensitivity, and modesty. Truly a
man of heroic dimensions, both physically and psychically!

Fabio is in many ways the Ideal Man, embodying the finest virtues of manhood throughout the ages. His is a desperately needed presence in our world, which seems to have lost so many of the manly virtues and attributions. No wonder  so many women are attracted to him! It goes beyond his incredible physique and good looks -- he has these, of course, but so do millions of other men who are not crushed by crowds of swooning and adoring feminine fans whenever they appear in public! No, they sense there is something made gigantic in his form that is in danger of vanishing -- something they desire and value. Men and women alike should contemplate as to what that is!
 
Thus, Fabiology. "Fabiology" is far from a science, but it is an attempt to apply the virtues of Fabio, as expressed in his work and his Presence, to various issues of our times, and to the big issues that
mankind and womankind have pondered throughout the ages.
 
Well, I have hardly begun, yet I have used up a great deal of space. Perhaps one way I can answer is by verse. Below is a poem that I wrote for this group some time ago. [NOTE: I'm not sure which poem this was -- it was one of those on this page, above, though.] It generated a favorable response from many readers, and perhaps says something about at least one dimension of what the presence of Fabio can bring to us, if we ponder it.
 
Yes, I am a big Fabio fan, and proud of it, but not overly sensitive about it. Indeed, I am no bigger than many around the world, and probably smaller than many. Perhaps medium-sized. But a genuine fan!

Thank you for asking a provocative and timely question!

-- James W. Harris

 _______________________________

A Fabiological Analysis of the 1996 GOP Presidential Race

by James W. Harris

[Note: This was my winning essay in the "1996 GOP
Presidential Primaries Fabio Analysis Essay Contest" held
at alt.fan.fabio.]

Question:

"I've been wondering ... Who would Fabio support in the Republican presidential race?" --  Stephen Smith.

THANK YOU, MR. SMITH! For you have asked a question that

FABIO ROJAS posed to this group a few months ago, in the

form of a contest. It is a

question that has haunted me for many weeks. Because it has

many ramifications and possibilities.

 

It is an important question for anyone who believes in the values

of adventure, romance, masculinity, sensuality, and other great

ideals that FABIO represents to many of us here in this newsgroup!

 

Before answering, it is important to repeat what Fabio Rojas noted.

Namely, that this is a theoretical question. We do not, in considering

this question, imply that Fabio would actually endorse any of these

candidates, or the Republican Party itself. Rather, we seek to look

at each of the candidates through a microscopic lens composed of

Fabio virtues, and see how the candidates measure up.

 

Here is my answer. I am still tormented by some aspects of this

question, but now is the time to put this information before the

American people, incomplete and unsatisfactory as it may

be.

 

I will include the major candidates in my analysis, even those

who have dropped out, because it is still important to contemplate

these powerful and influential men, and because it may

give additional insights into our political system as it stacks up

against the power and majesty of the Fabio vision.

 

 

NOTE: If the contest mentioned above has not already closed (no

closing date was ever given), please consider this my entry!

 

On to the candidates!

 

PATRICK BUCHANAN:  In his favor, Buchanan has organized a bold

crusade against convention. He has taken on conventional GOP ideology, and

assaulted it! Undermanned, underfinanced, he nonetheless is waging

a courageous war and will fight it to the finish. He is no stranger to

combat, either physical or verbal, and yet he seems good-natured and

does not hold a grudge. And his is a campaign of ideas, not a mere

slavering after political power. For all this, he is to be admired!

 

However, Buchanan's anti-immigration and anti-immigrant stance lowers

him enormously in my analysis. For a true romantic, swashbuckling,

heroic character, national borders mean nothing -- a genuine adventurer

goes anywhere, wherever and whenever he pleases! The rules and

petty borders erected by officious bureaucrats are to be sneered at --

not strengthened!

 

 Furthermore, Buchanan's protectionism is fatally

flawed, as proved by FABIO himself. Fabio is an import. When he comes

to the United States, he brings a product of immense value -- namely,

himself! What can the United States export in his place? The pale,

imitation Fabio wanna-be known as "the Topaz Man?" A few thousand

pathetic Chippendale-type muscle boys? Please, don't make us

laugh!!! There is nothing of similar value the U.S. has to offer to the

world. And yet, Fabio's coming here does not cost us jobs. Quite the

contrary! His books sell, people buy computers and software so they

can contribute to this group, people buy his butterspray and his exercise

videos, and so on. The U.S. economy benefits tremendously because of

his presence, and we are all made happier, to boot! Thus, Buchanan's

protectionism is proved to be utterly fallacious.

 

Also, Buchanan has allied himself with forces that would control the private

lives of peaceful adults. How we choose to conduct our romantic and

personal lives should be left up to us, not to politicians.

 

Buchanan, by making it harder for benefits like FABIO to arrive here, and

by squashing the rights of today's freebooters and freethinkers to cross

borders whenever and why-ever they wish, and by attempting to dictate

our personal morality,  is

disqualified.

 

BOB DOLE: On the plus side, Dole is a genuine war hero who, like a

Fabio novel come to life, fought courageously in battle, was terribly

wounded, and battled to make a life for himself. For that, we commend

him!

 

However, in office, Dole has compiled a sorry record. He has showed no

commitment to principles of any kind. One day he is pro-welfare, the next

against. One day for gun control, the next against. One day for Big Government,

the next day, against. Etc. Etc., on every issue!!!  Whatever issues you

might think illustrate the Fabio perspective, he is all over the map on them!

 

His record shows him devoid of any allegiance to ideology at all. He simply

is an office-seeker. That is, in my view, contemptible. Fabio demands a life

of adventure, romance, excitement, courage -- not a slavering allegiance to

the whims of the masses as indicated by opinion polls!

 

RICHARD LUGAR: Now gone from the race, Lugar is a mixture of good and

bad, in my attempt at a Fabio-analysis. Good: He was unflaggingly cheerful

and up-beat and courteous. He further had a novel idea: the

elimination of the income tax and the IRS, to be replaced by a national sales

tax. The goal was to free up entrepreneurial energy in the economy, to

remove the tax collector's yoke from our necks, to enable Americans to walk

more freely and proudly. Grand goals, and in the spirit of Fabio! However,

the sales tax method means that merchants in the several states where sales

taxes are not now collected would be forced to become tax collectors for the

government. Isn't this a form of... slavery? It is compulsory labor, in a

sense. And slave-masters are not exactly Fabioian heroes!!!

So we must be wary of Mr. Lugar's techniques, even as we sympathize with

his goals.

 

Bad: Mr. Lugar, despite his munition-sounding name, has a record of

calling for gun control. Yet to me, the spirit of Fabio seems to cry out

against any gun control. Self-defense and the right to carry the arms

necessary to rise up against government tyrants or to help those who

are oppressed by evil forces -- surely these are among the great

values that Fabio, the swashbuckling, courageous man of honor

and freedom, represents!   Furthermore, Mr. Lugar favors a far larger

welfare state than most politicians. Yet the welfare state, again in my

opinion only, is the opposite of the fierce individualism, self-reliance,

globe-stepping spirit that Fabio represents.

 

Thus, Mr. Lugar fails.

 

LAMAR ALEXANDER: See Bob Dole, except that he also wore stupid

shirts and was not a war hero. (Those shirts -- can you imagine Fabio

stooping to wear anything so tawdry!)

 

ROBERT DORNAN: A lengthy examination of Congressman Dornan's

record shows him to be against almost every value that Fabio represents. Dornan

is a posterboy for a coercive, anti-individualist, dictatorial, militaristic

government. And he is frequently not polite, even in situations when

politeness would cost him nothing. Dornan seems to view Americans

as mere national resources, to be used and controlled as he sees

fit. The spirit of Fabio flies against all that!

 

ALAN KEYES: When Mr. Keyes speaks on economics, he calls for a fierce

laissez-faire-style capitalism that would allow every person to take on the

world as best they can! In such a realm, individuals could reach their

highest potential, he says. This freebooting, individualistic, winner-take-all

you-can (as long as you don't hurt others) vision is inspiring, rather like

one of the Fabio novel covers showing him as a pirate, or like Fabio's

own books.

 

However, Mr. Keyes, on social issues, has allied himself with some of the

more repressive elements. Although some of his proposals remain

unclear to me, he seems to want to exert tremendous government control

over our personal and romantic lives. That will not do, Mr. Keyes! The

government is not to dictate our romance and our sensuality -- that is

virtually a First Law of my Fabio-analysis!

 

Furthermore, a regular contributor to this group, who is a famous

filmmaker and writer, has recently claimed that Mr. Keyes has been

involved in a number of amazing crimes: petty theft, assault, robbery,

child molesting, mass murder, hate crimes, and the like. Indeed, this

man claims that Keyes is heavily associated with racist groups like the

Ku Klux Klan, and he even says that Keyes once broke into his home, set

his hair on fire, and raped him! While I do not have any proof of these

allegations, and indeed find them to be extremely hard to believe, the

filmmaker claims to have proof, and many of his supporters say he is a

reliable man. No one is innocent until proven guilty, but we must determine

the truth of such allegations against Mr. Keyes before even considering him

for the highest office in the land, especially when we consider the scandals

that recent presidential candidates and indeed elected presidents have

presented us with.

 

ARLEN SPECTER: A spectre, indeed! Mr. Spectre's only distinction was

that he favored the right to abortion. Otherwise he was a "moderate," which

is to say, he demanded massive government control over almost every aspect of

our personal and economic lives as his answer to all problems.

The Spirit of  Fabio, in my view,  would sneer. As even the American voters

did.

 

STEVE FORBES: In his favor, Mr. Forbes, like Mr. Buchanan, is embarking

upon a courageous crusade for ideas. He is no mere political schemer,

trying to get into office for personal gain. Rather, he is excited by a vision.

His adventure is played out against great odds on an international scale --

like something out of a Fabio novel!

 

And that vision is not an altogether bad one. Like Mr. Lugar, Forbes says

he wants to free Americans from the tyranny of an oppressive tax system --

a plus, in my analysis. I question his tool, however. The Flat Tax would

not eliminate the IRS, Mr. Forbes' rhetoric to the contrary. Indeed, it may

subvert genuine efforts to reduce or eliminate the IRS and the big

government it feeds.

 

Mr. Forbes has also called for the replacement of the failing, and

paternalistic, Social Security system with something that may

actually pay off for young people, and that gives them more

freedom and prosperity. This, too, is visionary and courageous.

(Also, though, it does not go far enough, in my view.)

 

Unlike Mr. Buchanan, Mr. Forbes is for, generally, free trade,

and he recognizes the contributions that immigrants make to

our country. Thus he does not endorse the anti-Fabio nonsense

that dominates Mr. Buchanan's twisted economic/immigration

policy thinking. Instead, he represents the best views his party

has to offer on these important subjects.

 

The free-market capitalism that Mr. Forbes endorses (though in

a rather limited form), seems to me to be the economic system

that best allows for the free-flowing, free-booting, adventurous,

risk-it-all, self-reliant, independent spirit that I see in my personal

vision of the essence of Fabio.

 

Mr. Forbes, however, has begun to make alliances with the

same repressive elements that dominate the campaigns of

the other GOPers -- elements that would control our

romantic and sensual lives, elements that would tell us what

we can put into our bodies, who and how we can love, what

we can read and say. I do not believe that Mr. Forbes

really, in his heart, supports such tyranny. However, his

willingness to make partners with them in order to win, is

sad and ominous.

 

However, we must remember that Mr. Forbes's father, the

late Malcomb Forbes Sr., was an international adventurer

in capitalism AND in sexuality. So, since Mr. Forbes

admires his late father, we can hope that some of this tolerance

has rubbed off on him and will affect his social views.

 

 

MORRIE TAYLOR: Although his campaign never caught on

Mr. Taylor, like Forbes and Buchanan, entered the race to

advance ideas, not merely to gain political power. He conducted

his campaign with great flourish, humor, and a sense of

adventure, all very much to his credit, and all of which win him

high marks on the Fabio scale.

 

He generally favored a free market system, and is a self-made

millionaire -- thus proving his mettle on the battlefields of real-world

economic combat. He was unabashedly pro-choice, and had

no animosity towards gays and (presumably) others who are

the targets of the repressive elements within the GOP. ("Who gives

a shit if they want to be tooty-frootie?" was his response  to GOP

attacks on gays.) Courageous and blunt!

Bravo!

 

He further wanted to quickly and brutally balance the budget and

cut taxes -- again, agree or disagree, a no-nonsense position.

 

However, he had his flaws. He seemed to embrace a considerable

amount of the stupid and ugly protectionism that typifies Buchanan,

calling for "fair trade" instead of out-and-out buccaneering free trade.

Some of his positions on other issues have been difficult to uncover.

Still, there was much to admire about Mr. Taylor.

 

* * *

 

So: who is the candidate who best captures the spirit of

Fabio, among the GOP contenders?

 

Adding together the plusses and minuses, I believe that

Mr. Forbes and Mr. Taylor may come the closest. Distinguishing

between them calls for fine distinctions, perhaps too fine for

this essay and the limited tools available. I will close it this

way: Mr. Taylor may have been the most Fabioian candidate,

with Forbes a close behind (so close it may be too close to

call, really); and Mr. Forbes

is the current leader, from my Fabioian perspective.

 

This is only my opinion, however, and it has been a difficult and painful

journey to reach this answer. It is not to be considered in any way

an endorsement of Mr. Forbes by me -- I personally could not

bring myself to vote for him. Nor, of course, should this essay

be considered an endorsement of Mr. Forbes by FABIO! I do

not know the Fabio-lous one's personal political views, and would

never dare to guess them or put words in his manly mouth!

 

None of the GOP contenders, in my view, come even within

miles of expressing the true manliness of the Fabio worldview. To

me, Fabio represents freedom, self-reliance, independence, adventure,

courage, competitiveness, all tempered with compassion, politeness,

tolerance for differences, and sensual and personal liberty. To me,

Fabio is the eternal rebel, the Promethean spirit made flesh, the

globe-striding individual whose integrity is his only passport. To me

Fabioian politics would be anarchic in spirit -- holding in contempt the

Washington parasites who exhibit "compassion" only by spending money

taken at gunpoint from others; who dare to dictate how we may make love and

express our sensuality; who have the arrogance to tell us

what we may and may not smoke, drink, or otherwise ingest; who lie and lie and

lie in order to win votes, until eventually they become men and women without

morals, meanings, or truth residing within them; who, instead of engaging

honorably in military conflict when necessary, prefer to do their fighting by

enslaving others to fund their armies or serve as conscripts in their

militaristic schemes; and so on.

 

I will not soil my hands with a vote for any of the GOP candidates

analyzed above.

 

Contemplate the spirit of FABIO, and let your conscious conscience

 be your guide!


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